It has been quite the journey together so far, hasn’t it my friends? I’ve spent the past couple of days taking a breather in Boulder, Colorado, and now I’m planning the final push to make it home to the Twin Cities within the next two days.
I don’t know about you, but when I pause to examine myself, I find I am not quite the same person I was two weeks ago. These leaps of faith, of which I seem to be so fond, do not seem to allow me to just settle back into my old routine when my travels take me home. It’s as though my eyes have learned to see a new color, or my ears to perceive a new sound, and my old world isn’t exactly the way I left it—there is more to it, a depth I was previously incapable of detecting.
So what does this mean? At the moment, I’m not yet sure. Do you have any suggestions, dear reader? Are there things you plan to change or try to do?
One thing I’ve noticed: I both speak up more assertively and listen more intently.
When I strike up conversation with people, or when they ask me what I’ve been up to recently, I actually tell them. I don’t shy away from the subject of immigration legislation. But as soon as the topic comes up, I do my best to make sure that I make room for other opinions.
You see, if this were an unimportant topic, people wouldn’t care about it as deeply as they do—they wouldn’t get passionate or argumentative. So if there’s that much emotion behind a person’s opinion, I can only assume that there are reasons behind that emotion. So while I still share my own opinions and my own story, I also want to hear what my conversation partner has to say; it adds dimension to the universal story.
It is my belief that there is no truth that does not deserve to be heard. We must all speak our truths as we perceive them. If we can do this with love in our hearts, and if we can listen deeply to each other, I believe we can find common ground. From there, we can build the future we want to see in the world.
At this point, this is what I have managed to do with my newfound awareness. I’m just trying to spread the word of my personal experience in Arizona, hoping that it will make people think, care, wonder. I plan to write much more now that I’ve had a bit of a chance to process what I went through; I want to keep myself apprised of the situation down there and heed any further calls to action. Because we must stop this racism and hatred here, at its source, before it spreads across our nation any further.
There are echoes of the civil rights movement of the sixties down in Arizona today. There are many different ways to show support besides getting arrested, and I know that many of my wonderful readers have committed their hearts already to uphold justice, equality, human rights, and love. The outcome of this legislation is going to shape the future in which our children will grow up. What kind of world do you think we can build together? Let me know—I’ll be at your side 100%.